in college we were told to go in early cause we have a new temp teacher and he doesn't have time to be in all day.
he wanted to introduce us by saying our name, where we're from, and favourite film. everyone seemed to be finding it difficult to pick a film, which is something i've never really understood about people i suppose.
once i mentioned edward scissorhands he said "tim burton fan huh? that film is a bit girly" then a lad interrupted him and said "we were just saying how it was mint, it's not girly.... i like football"
then my teacher was talking about his favourite films and he goes on about different genres til he said "but wes anderson is my favourite director. rushmore, life aquatic, royal tenenbaums, y'know" and i nodded my head, and he glanced over, but no one else seemed to care.
then we had a ridiculous 2 hour gap, which i sat and looked on facebook through, went to the reception to ask about my bus pass, then go on facebook again. boring.
after that, in class the teacher made us all seperate into 4 groups to do voxpops, i had no idea where to start deciding which group i should join. but i was invited to a group, all people i get along okay with.
i ended up standing talking to julie about drunkenness, as we normally do.
i ended up standing talking to julie about drunkenness, as we normally do.
but yeah, we had to ask people about handcuffs without letting them say wrists or police. awkward.
but i did my first ever directing role. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be, even though i forgot how to count at one point. whatever. i could be the next stanley kubrick if i wanted to be.
can't be bothered to talk about what else happened in college, but it wasn't that much else.
on the way home i walked into my mam and my sister, which was weird since i decided to walk the route home i don't normally walk. KREEPIE.
got home, watched the darjeeling limited, which was the second time i watched it, and there was stuff i noticed and was like "AWWW ♥">
and i had a nice bath.
i really don't know what to expect tomorrow, but i'm not as worried as i was this time last week.
at least it'll be a break in the chain of repetition like the previous college days seemed to turn into.
at least it'll be a break in the chain of repetition like the previous college days seemed to turn into.
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